In the distance, Mo Qian watched as Zhu Fei killed Tianming Taoist and others, his face darkening to a terrifying degree.
Bursts of twisted and surging energy orbs circled incessantly around him, pulling the void itself into black cracks, revealing just how furious Mo Qian was at that moment.
"Damned little 'beast,' I must kill you without a doubt today!"
Before Nangong Qiuyue could stop him, Mo Qian's figure had already become a series of afterimages, charging straight towards Zhu Fei!
"Hey, this old guy, nearly half of the people he brought are dead by now; he must be driven mad by rage," Yu Quanzi watched Mo Qian's receding figure, a schadenfreude smile on his face as he couldn't help but let out a cold laugh.
Seeing this, Nangong Qiuyue's beautiful eyebrows couldn't help but furrow slightly, her dissatisfaction evident as she said to Yu Quanzi,
